TRIBUTE - POEM: To be ready at Funeral

Created by Gillian one year ago

MY AUNTY BARB | A N G E L

Our world may now look Black and white 
But in her world there’s colour 
Now Up in Heaven but here in spirit 
To comfort one another 
For even though we cannot hear her 
Together we can speak 
She hears our voices on the wind 
And leaves little reminders to keep 
As tears fall, our heart may sigh  
For she is gone in the blink of an eye 
But forever in our hearts she will stay 
Always together, never far away 

POEM BY

Melanie Leigh Roberts  

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